
The Escape Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 91 min
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BUT IVE TAKEN:
SOME WRITING CLASSES FROM HIM.
A COUPLE THINGS.
REALLY?
A COUPLE POEMS.
WHATS THAT OLD-TIMEY SAYING?
COME ON, MAN.
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
FOR A MINUTE?
IM CLAYTONS CELLMATE.
IM DUNCAN.
I KNOW HED WANT YOU TO HAVE IT.
WELL, THANK YOU.
UH, R-ROBERT NEWBY.
THANK YOU, NEWBY.
AT WRITING,
BUT I LIKE LISTENING
THINK ABOUT THINGS.
GOOD NIGHT, UH, NEWBY.
UH, SIR.
I WAS THE DUMBEST F***ING FISH
YOU EVER SAW.
CLAYTON SHOWED ME
HOW TO MAKE A SHANK.
INTO A TOOTHBRUSH HANDLE.
-YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
-YOU KNOW.
TO SIT ON THE TOILE WITHOUT TAKING ONE LEG
OUT OF MY PANTS,
SO IF SOMEBODY TRIED TO JUMP ME,
MY FIRST DAY HERE, HE BEA THE SH*T OUT OF THESE GUYS
SO NOW EVERYONE:
THINKS IM HIS WIFE.
WERE FRIENDS.
TO FIND A FRIEND
YOU BETTER GO.
THE SUBJECT OF YOUR FIRST WORK.
WHAT?
THE, UM, THE LONELINESS
THE -- THE -- THE LOST FRIEND,
THE -- THE -- THE
LONG-REMEMBERED MENTOR.
[ BUZZER SOUNDS ]
THATS IT.
[ Chuckling ]
YOU WRITE, NEWBY --
YOU WRITE, ONE WORD AT A TIME.
SEE THE POSSIBILITIES.
FOCUS DOWN ON THE SMALL DETAIL.
ONE WORD AT A TIME.
COME ON. COME ON!
AH, MAN, DUNCAN LONG
BROUGHT ME BACK FROM THE DEAD.
[ CHUCKLES ]
RECITE ONE OF YOUR POEMS FOR ME.
NOW?
[ SIGHS ]
MY HANDS SLEEP...
THINGS I DONT SAY...
THATS BEAUTIFUL.
WELL, IM NOT BYRON.
[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]
LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY
LEFT A LIGHT ON.
HAD BEEN EVACUATED.
LETS CALL IT IN.
THEYLL CHECK IT OU IN THE MORNING.
THIS IS "HEADLINE NEWS."
SEVERE WEATHER ADVISORIES
AND FLOOD WARNINGS
CONTINUE:
ALSO IN THE NEWS,
A CONVICTED MURDERER
NATIONAL PARK THIS MORNING.
-[ MOANING ]
KILLED A PRISON GUARD
[ CLICKS ]
I DONT WANT TO KNOW ABOU THE OUTSIDE WORLD RIGHT NOW.
WHAT?
YOU DONT WANT TO.
NO.
ITS OKAY.
NO, NO, NO.
I WANT TO.
I WANT TO.
[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]
[ GASPING ]
AAH!
SARAH.
TELL ME WHAT?
THE TRUTH. SARAH.
ABOUT THE TRUTH?
EVERY COP IN THE F***ING STATE
-[ GASPS ]
NO, I DONT!
WHEN YOU KNEW EVERYTHING
WHAT WERE YOU GONNA DO WITH ME?
SARAH.
[ GUN C*CKS ]
LETS DO IT.
OVER HERE.
YEAH.
BUNKER 13, STAND BY.
WEATHERS SUPPOSED TO
BREAK BY DAWN.
TO MOVE NOW.
YEAH, WELL,
THANKS FOR THE WEATHER REPORT,
BUT WERE GONNA STICK IT OU RIGHT HERE.
SUIT YOURSELF.
[ Thinking ] "THINGS
KEEP HAPPENING, YOU KNOW?
"HANNIBAL IS STILL
CROSSING THE ALPS.
"THE DAM IS BROKEN,
"AND THE GREAT,
SLOW, MUDDY FLOOD
SWELLS BEHIND ME
IN PONDEROUS PURSUIT."
[ CELLO PLAYS CLASSICAL MUSIC ]
"ENDLESSLY, THE WORDS PILE UP,
SMOTHERING THE POEM.
"NIGHT FALLS.
"NIGHT FALLS.
NIGHTS FALL,
AND I CANNOT STOP THIS DYING."
THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
SARAH...
I F***ED UP MY LIFE
IN EVERY WAY YOU CAN IMAGINE...
TO FORGIVE ME.
THAT I NEVER DELIBERATELY
ELSE I SAID TONIGHT,
PLEASE BELIEVE THAT.
A CONVICTED MURDERER.
AN ACCIDENT, TOO?
NO.
GUY ID KNOWN SINCE HIGH SCHOOL,
ONE NIGHT TO PICK UP SOME DOPE.
TO RIDE SHOTGUN:
SOME COKE,
SELL IT, THEN PARTY.
THESE TWO GUYS:
GET IN THE BACKSEAT.
MY FRIEND TASTES IT, NODS,
STARTS TO PAY THEM.
EVERYTHINGS COOL,
EVEN FRIENDLY.
AND THEN...RIGHT BEHIND ME,
[ GUN C*CKS ]
AND OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE,
[ GUNSHOT ]
I JUST REACTED...
[ GUN C*CKS ]
...AND SHOT.
I JUST SAT THERE
FOR A LONG TIME...
...AND THEN THE COPS SHOWED UP.
A MILLION TIMES.
IT HAPPENED INCREDIBLY QUICKLY,
FOREVER.
BECAUSE I HAD BEEN
IN THE MARINES,
THE PROSECUTION SAID
WITHOUT THE POSSIBILITY
OF PAROLE.
I WAS 19.
[ SIGHS ]
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN IN JAIL?
10 YEARS.
SO, THAT NIGHTCLUB
NO.
ITS A FANTASY.
[ CHUCKLES ]
WITHOUT IT,
[ CHUCKLES ]
I DONT KNOW.
ITS HARD FOR SOMEONE
IN PRISON...
THEY TAKE EVERYTHING
AWAY FROM YOU:
AND THEN THEY TAKE
THAT NOTHINGNESS AWAY, TOO.
MNH.
SARAH...
THE HAPPIEST NIGHTS OF MY LIFE,
AND I LOVED YOU:
AND I ALWAYS WILL.
WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NOW?
[ CHUCKLES ]
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